”“But they both argue all the time we’re there, it’s horrible; and the baby screams all night every night, Dad’s really unhappy there and ha...s asked us what you would think if he wanted to come home.”“If you remember, we had to sell ‘our home’ when your father left us. This is ‘my home’ now, young lady, your father has no place here other than at pre-arranged times to collect or drop you off. He will not be moving here now or at any time in the future.”“But —”“No buts, Jenny. Your father was the. Just possibly, there could be hostile animals or people in the tunnels or in the AI's chamber, itself. Either way, we wanted to have some protection on our side.We found the main entrance and AI unlocked the door for us. Supposedly, all of the defense mechanisms had been shut off, but AI was keeping a close watch in case of a glitch. This tunnel was dimensioned so that we could walk upright with two of us beside each other. That was a pleasant change from what we had experienced with the other. I had better introduce myself. I am Miss Jane, the art teacher at the Saint Cecilia’s School for Girls, a private school for those who can afford our outrageous fees. And yes, I admit that many of the girls have a few behavioural issues. I still think that the prosecution describing a group of seventeen year old girls as, “a danger to civilization not seen since the hordes of Genghis Khan,” is going a little far. I suppose that the tiny problems on the coach down should have warned me what to. I noticed that my web site had also gotten a play on the pornnetworks home page. On the left side were four fairly large shots ofdifferent women. And there was one of me. It was one of me smiling withmy legs tucked up under me, sitting in a chair. I was holding acigarette, wearing only a large t-shirt. By Friday night I had over1,000 subscribers. It was very exciting.By the time I saw my girlfriend I'd gotten that haircut. It still wasn'tshort, in fact it was still probably longer than.
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